Marrying an Educated Youth in 70s: I led the farm system to counterattack

Yang Mo was walking towards Sister Huang's house with a basket on her back. Since she accepted the recipe, she wanted to go and cook a meal for Mr. Huang, which was considered a fulfillment of cause and effect.

But her space ranch now only has chickens that are considered mature. When she was at home, she made a white-cut chicken from Zhang's recipe. At that time, she made a few copies and kept them in the space.

Arriving at the gate of Zhang's small courtyard, Yang Mo knocked on the door lightly, the small hole on the door opened, and it was still that slovenly man.

Because he didn't meet Yang Mo yesterday, he didn't know that Yang Mo had actually met him last night, but the last time Yang Mo came to buy a pot, he was still very impressed.

So after seeing Yang Mo, he opened the door without asking any questions.

After Yang Mo went in, he didn't go in directly, but stood there, waiting for the man to close the door, and asked him, "Is Sister Huang there?"

The man didn't speak, and raised his chin to signal her to enter the room.

After Yang Mo went in, it happened that Sister Huang was also going out.

Seeing that it was Yang Mo, he immediately laughed: "Comrade Yang Mo is here."

Yang Mo: "Well, come and see Sister Huang, and visit Mr. Huang by the way."

Huang Ying said with a smile: "Yes, my father has been thinking about meeting you ever since he found out that his set of cooking pots was sold, so just in time, I'll take you to meet him."

After saying that, he greeted the sloppy man and led Yang Mo out.

Mr. Huang lived not far away, and the two of them walked for 5 minutes.

On the way, Yang Mo asked sideways, "Sister Huang, who is the elder brother at the door?"

Huang Ying smiled and said, "It's one of my father's apprentices, who used to work in the steel factory. Later, there was an accident in the steel factory, and he came out. My father asked him to make some pots and utensils, so that he could make a living. .”

As he said that, he looked at Yang Mo: "Last time you chose for a long time and didn't choose those blames that were blamed by senior brothers."

Yang Mo: Eldest brother is also a good crafter.

The two chatted and arrived at the yard where Mr. Huang lived. There were three big brick houses, spacious and bright, and the yard was well organized and clean.

There is also a round stone table under the window, on which there is a large square white porcelain teapot with the image of the leader pointing the country, and a large reclining chair next to it.

Huang Lao is alone, an eighth-level worker, has retired, and the salary is very high. Now he has to go back to give advice on some jobs in the factory.

In fact, the iron and steel factory in the county seat mainly makes farm tools and spatulas, and the scale is not very large. Mr. Huang's technology is very popular in the factory.

Seeing his daughter leading a lesbian in, Mr. Huang walked to the door of the house with his hands behind his back. The old man was upright, with a bald head, and his body looked tough.

Seeing the old man coming out, Huang Ying stepped forward and said, "Father, this is Comrade Yang Mo who bought the pot last time. This time she came to visit you specially."

Hearing what his daughter said, the old man immediately turned his head, and kept looking at Yang Mo with vicissitudes of eyes.

What I thought was, this is younger than what my daughter said, can such a young girl be a veteran of diligence?

Yang Mo approached obediently, and said with a little respect: "Master Huang, Yang Mo was flattered by the gift that day, and was afraid of failing the entrustment. This time I came to visit, I want Master Huang to appreciate my craftsmanship."

As he said that, he put down the back basket. At this moment, a small basin appeared in the back basket with a curtain on it.

Yang Mo opened the lid of the back basket, took out the basin, put it on the stone table, and took off the curtain.

Inside is a plate of chicken, the color is white with a slight yellowish luster, and it smells rich and mellow.

Yang Mo put the plate on the table, then put the basin and the curtain into the back basket, put it aside, and stretched out his hand to invite.

"Master Huang, can you taste the shortcomings?"

Master Huang's eyes immediately focused on the plate of white chopped chicken, and then slowly walked forward, leaned slightly, took a deep breath, and then straightened up slowly and tremblingly.

The old man straightened up and didn't move. He stood there for a long time before he said, "It's that smell, the unique taste of Zhangjia cuisine."

At this moment, the old man turned around and looked at Yang Mo with a very benevolent gaze.

"Girl, thank you. My old man never expected to smell this familiar scent before he died. After 30 years, I don't even have any hope."

Yang Mo hurriedly said: "Master Huang, you are being polite. Yang Mo can only show his strengths after being generously gifted by Master Huang. It should be me who thanks Master Huang."

Huang Ying: "Old man, don't thank me again and again, you should try it, I'm almost drooling from the smell."

Old man Huang: "Well, I have to try it. Go, get the chopsticks."

Huang Ying went to get the chopsticks, and the old man took it and picked up a piece of chicken. He looked at it carefully, smelled it lightly, and then put it in his mouth to chew.

The old man nodded while eating, and made admiration sounds from time to time.

This plate of boiled chicken has reached the level of being a master. The tenderness of the chicken itself, the smoothness of the skin, the freshness of the chicken bones and the fragrance of the chicken oil are all perfectly reflected.

The old man couldn't help but took another piece.

Seeing that the old man couldn't stop eating, Huang Ying couldn't help but pursed her lips, but she didn't go up to compete with her own father for food.

The old man Huang put down his chopsticks after eating two yuan, and said to Yang Mo, "I thought you would practice for a few years, but it seems I was wrong. The little girl has a lot of skills, and the Zhang family's white chicken chopping has already become outstanding."

He said with a sigh: "Hey, I can feel at ease even if I close my eyes immediately. I have found a good successor for Zhang Jiacai."

Yang Mo felt that the old man was very cute and selfless. Back then, the Zhang family recipes were not kept as heirlooms, but they were looking for someone who really knew how to cook to pass them on.

And at this moment, just eating a bite of chicken, the appearance of having no regrets in this life is particularly touching.

"Master Huang, I have learned a lot. When I have the ingredients ready, I will make them for you. Just wait."

The old man Huang nodded and kept saying yes, with wrinkles on his smiling face.

Finally, the old man Huang said to Huang Ying: "Girl, you should try it too. This fried chicken tastes the same as your mother's. You haven't tasted it yet."

Huang Ying also ate a piece, it was really delicious, but what old man Huang said just now made her feel a little bit blocked, and she lost the idea of ​​feasting.

The sun was getting higher and higher, and the old man Huang asked Huang Ying to go to the cafeteria of the steel factory to buy some food and entertain Yang Mo for dinner.

Yang Mo didn't want to stay, but Mr. Huang was too kind to refuse, so he said, if there is food at home, why not let her cook at home.

There is no reason to let guests cook.

But Yang Mo said, let Huang Lao taste the level of her home cooking.

Finally, old man Huang's embarrassment was finally dispelled, and Yang Mo went to the kitchen.

Old man Huang: "Yingzi, go and buy some meat, and then call Damin, come and eat together."

Huang Ying came back in about 10 minutes, with vegetables and meat in her hands, but she was alone.

After Huang Ying came back, Yang Mo's preparations were all done, and the frying was quick, and soon, four dishes and one soup were ready.

Before eating, Huang Ying said: "Damin ate in the canteen of the work unit. There are a lot of things these days."

The old man Huang said: "You also persuade the people, don't do things that hurt nature, or you will find him sometime."